You can't go to the beach Not enough water You can't open the window There's no air outside the bungalow They didn't mention it on the brochure Got trapped here when I moved five years ago
Mars is no fun Mars, Mars Mars is no fun Mars, Mars
They said: Everything is pure out there You'll be the first human beings to show the world There's life outside of Earth But the greens don't like us They want us to leave the place Will you get my postcard before Christmas?
Mars is no fun Mars, Mars Mars is no fun Mars, Mars
I want to go back on Earth And live with you in our social housing And wander all afternoon In the shopping mall of Milton Keynes
Mars is no fun Mars, Mars Mars is no fun Mars, Mars
You can't really move here The law of gravity is much, much stronger It's like a tragedy You're grounded on the ground If you kiss, it's forever And if you do it on a bed– Do you get the picture?
Mars is no fun Mars, Mars Mars is no fun Mars, Mars
Mars is no fun Mars, Mars Mars is no fun Mars, Mars, Mars
